Tania: “I don’t understand a word you are saying. Did Bella tell you all these, you must know that she is a pathological liar and has been jealous of me for a long while” she said, thinking words would get her out of the conundrum she has found herself.
Police man: “Whatever you have to say, you will say it at the police station. Now quietly follow us or we will be forced to apply force” he replied.
Then it dawned on Tania that she was done for, if her husband heard any of this, he would have doubts and no matter how hard she tried to clear her name, he would always have doubts.
Tania: “Please, how much do you want. I just found out that I am expecting a baby, my husband will be overjoyed, and this is just going to ruin the news. Please, any amount I will pay” she pled as she was led out of the hospital, with the doctors and patients gawking at her being handcuffed and taken away.
Police man: “You are wasting your time, and even compounding your crimes. As we speak, your husband is being informed as we found that the boy in question is his son” the police man replied her brashly.
Tania: “This is Bella’s handiwork, no doubt. Are you going to listen to that b—h?” she exclaimed, but the policemen did not reply her anymore.
Damilola was confused and distraught. He had been happy when he found out that Dayo was his son. It meant he still had a chance to redeem his past mistakes, but having waited for a week without Dayo showing his face, he was convinced that something had happened to the boy. It hurt him to find out that Dayo did ‘alabaru’ when his father had plenty.
Damilola: “Forgive me Lord, I was foolish. Forgive me Khadijat, I didn’t know better. My friends had their girlfriends abort babies, I didn’t understand why you were adamant about doing same, I thought it was the norm. Please forgive me” he sat and cried in a corner of his mother’s apartment. He felt a hand on his shoulder and when he looked up, it was his mother.
Damilola’s mother: “How long are you going to beat yourself up about this. I think no matter the lives that was lost because of the decision you and Khadijat, bless her soul, made, it is time to forgive yourself and move on. Thank God, your son is still alive, pick yourself up and go look for your son” she admonished. When she was done talking, she told him that his phone was ringing, it was the reason she came. He thanked her and checked his phone, he had a missed call from his wife and another strange number. He thought that perhaps Tania wanted to nag about him abandoning his life and searching for Dayo, if Gberan could do it, why couldn’t he? He didn’t understand why Tania was nonchalant about Dayo’s plight, didn’t
she love him? If she didn’t why did she take him out? His doubts about the accident arose again, but he pushed them aside and called back the strange number. The first words he heard shattered his world.
Damilola: “Hello, Damilola here, who am I speaking with?” he asked.
Police man: “Your attention is needed urgently, your wife has been arrested for a number of charges, among which is the deliberate ploy to harm a minor by name, Dayo” the policeman on the other side of the phone said. Damilola was stunned, he allowed the phone drop from his hand and shatter on the ground.
Damilola’s mother: “What is it, omo mi” She held his hand, but Damilola did not say a word, tear drops just fell from his eyes like dominoes. The mother’s shouts brought Gberan from the other room, and he joined in asking Damilola, what had happened.
Damilola: “My own wife tried to kill my son” he said, with glazed eyes that stared into space.
Gberan: “I don’t understand you, what do you mean?” he asked.
Damilola: “What don’t you understand, don’t you understand or do you shy away from the possibility? Tania my wife tried to kill Dayo! The accident was a deliberate incidence. The police just called, she has already been arrested” he said hysterically.
Gberan: “I can’t believe this” he said, but he felt relieved, because he had thought that Bella had something to do with the accident. It was no news that Bella didn’t like Dayo.
Damilola: “This must be God’s way of punishing me” he said and began to cry.
Gberan felt piteous towards him, he had never seen a man look so broken.
In prison, Tania was allowed only one phone call, it was expected that she would call her husband or her lawyer, but she called none of them. She called Skyby.